| Graffic Times
The walls we build and the chains we bind. As the time remains we've come to find. That man is just the way he is, its all a state of mind. But time will pass, and come to see, this future land of make believe. And looking back throughout the past, what is and was, again will be. There's nothing more, than once before, the day in which it was. cuz history just repeats herself, the way she always does. Cuz united we stand and divided we fall. When generations crossed the land, tie hands, and build a wall. A wall of chains and stone and brick A wall so strong it feeds us shit. So we wash our hands of those who feed, and all who stand for filth and greed! Copyright �2004 George Alan Lawson |
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